where 69 meets 40,
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there¢¥s a single stop light town
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and back when i was really young
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a part of that burned down
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on any given friday night
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we¢¥d drive a hundred miles
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between the sonic and the grocery store
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laughing all the while
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with as many friends as i could pack
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in my daddy¢¥s Ford
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but i ain¢¥t in Checotah anymore
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my hotel in Manhattan
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holds more people than our town
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and waht i just paid for dinner
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would be a down payment on a house
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i¢¥d rather be tipping cows in Tulsa
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than hailing cabs here in New York
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but i ain¢¥t in Checotah anymore
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i¢¥m in a world so wide
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it makes me feel small sometimes
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i miss the big blue skies
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the Oklahoma kind.
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in a world of long red carpets
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the bright light of hollywood
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all the paparazzi flashinhg
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could make a girl feel pretty good
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you can get anything you want here
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exept an Wal-mart store
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but i ain¢¥t in Checotah anymore
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i¢¥m in a world so wide
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it makes me feel small sometimes
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i miss the big blue skies
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the Oklahoma kind
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where the Wildcats beat the Ironheads
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old Settler¢¥s day and the Okrafest
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after prom, down at the bowling lanes
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catching crappy fish in Eufaula lake
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i ain¢¥t in Checotah anymore
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i¢¥m in a world so wide
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it makes me feel small sometimes
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i miss the big blue skies
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the Oklahoma kind
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but i ain¢¥t in Checotah
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no i ain¢¥t in Checotah
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oh,there¢¥s nothing like Oklahoma
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where 69 meets 40
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there¢¥s a single stop light town.
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i ain¢¥t in Checotah anymore
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